Here, There & Everywhere by Lindsey Kuglin
With the two-and-a-half pages of 2012’s little miracles in this edition, and Brockton’s first baby on page 1, I thought it timely to talk about baby names.
Last year, like every year, saw some pretty cool names bestowed upon the area’s little ones, such as Shyla and Nevan, as well as some classics, such as Jack, Charlotte, Claire, and Victoria.
I love going through the Babies on Parade section. It’s fun to see what names are trending and the fun snapshots parents get of their new family members.
While there are some very interesting names, there’s nothing this year that’s super shocking or noggin-scratching in the WHT’s Babies on Parade, but names making headlines this past year in other areas... different story.
Some of the notables from 2012’s girls include Fedora, J’adore, Admire, Excel, California, and Yoga. For boys, there was Jedi, Popeye, Cello, Goodluck, Google, Ball, Exodus, to name a few. I’m not going to comment on any of these for fear of offending anyone. All I will say is, hmm.
Every year, there are those parents who try to come up with something unique, valuing creativity and individuality for their infants. And that’s great. Until their child goes to school.
Then there are the nods to pop culture. How many Twihards’ kids were named Bella and Edward in the past five years? And I haven’t seen any stats on this, but I’m willing to wager that there were probably more than a few little girls named Katniss and Primrose this past year as the popularity of The Hunger Games came to a crescendo.
Celebrities are notorious for naming their kids oddball names. This year saw the birth of Rosalind Arusha Arkadina Altalune Florence, AKA Luna – daughter of Uma Thurman. Reece Witherspoon welcomed her son Tennessee James. Kourtney Kardashian calls her kid Penelope Scotland. Jessica Simpson gave birth to Maxwell, which isn’t weird, except that Maxwell is a girl.
But as strange as those names are, they’re apparently not illegal, like poor Blaer Bjarkardottir in Iceland. The little country has a registry of a few thousand “legal” names. Blaer, which means “little breeze” in Icelandic, is not on that list. She’s fighting the government for the name her mother gave her, but it’s not looking good. While that may seem heavy-handed, there are a lot of countries that monitor and care what parents call their kids, and for the most part, it’s a darn good thing. Otherwise, there would be kids in Sweden called Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116 (pronounced Albin), in Malaysia Chow Tow (translates to Smelly Head), @ in China, or Anus in Denmark. Yes, there are cases where Big Brother could actually be a good thing.
Protecting the world from a generation of badly named citizens.